But what did Dazai do wrong?

There is one thing to say, Osamu Dazai has a million points of heart.

What's the point of working for a middle-aged man? Wouldn't it be nice to be spoiled by a beautiful sister, Jinwu Zang, for nothing?

He pondered for a while, Mafia at the port was not expelled but died in the line of duty, but with his ability... defection is not impossible.

With Riri Yamabuki guarding him, Osamu Dazai swaggered and threw the letter of resignation on Mori Ogai's desk and walked out from the main entrance of Mafia at the port.

Teeth white, the more I think about it, the more excited I become.

Osamu Dazai shook his head vigorously, throwing out the thought of "Sister, I don't want to work hard anymore".

Although Mori Ogai hates it, this job must continue.

Boyfriend Osamu Dazai and port Mafia Osamu Dazai are definitely not alone in Riri Yamabuki's heart.

The noise in the exhibition hall became more and more intense, following the white shadow in the air, the scene was crowded to the point of chaos.

I'm afraid Kaitou Kidd didn't expect that he would end up catching the turtle in the urn, fighting wits and courage with Kudo Shinichi.

It's a bit chaotic, but overall everyone's mentality is very peaceful.

One is that Kaito Kidd was never caught.

The second is that most of the people present are his fans, whether it is helping the idol to escape smoothly or seeing the real face of the idol up close is a good thing for them.

The third is that the Nakamori Police Department team will never shoot Kaitou Kidd.

Whether caught or not, life is always safe.

It may be the darkness as a protective color, or it may be that the lung capacity of Kaito Kidd fans is really good, screaming and showing love one after another, if the exhibition hall uses voice-activated lights, I am afraid that the lights will explode and shatter the ground.

"It's a bit noisy." Riri Yamabuki covered her right ear, she wanted to cover both, but Dazai Osamu was holding the other hand.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand to cover her left ear.

Only half of his hand was wrapped around the bandage, and when it touched the earlobe, the tip of the earlobe was cold and soft, and the cochlea felt a little hot when it touched the rough touch of the bandage.

"Is it useful?" Osamu Dazai deliberately spoke with his mouth, without making a sound, "Is it because I can't hear anything?"

Do you want to be so exaggerated... Ritsuri Yamabuki didn't bother to say, what's the point of covering her ears with her hearing? Every footstep in the exhibition hall echoed clearly in her ears, and together with her memory, she outlined a three-dimensional map of the Marauder's Point.

Dazai Osamu didn't cover it, it was good, his hand was released to attract Yamabuki Riri's attention, and most of the senses in his body focused on hearing.

Rubbing, footsteps, talking, four people waving light signs on tiptoes ten meters away, the fluorescent ring on the hand of a girl weighing 20 kg fell to the ground 43 meters away, and someone in the rest area farther away Drinking water, the change attendant in the souvenir shop is counting coins one by one, the child is laughing happily, and his father is pressing the shutter of the camera...

"Click."

Very light, very light sound, only ringing once.

It was too light, and Riri Yamabuki wouldn't have noticed if it wasn't too far away.

That is……

"The sound of a bullet being loaded," she said suddenly.

"What?" Osamu Dazai put down his hand covering Riri Yamabuki's ear, he lowered his head a little, like a big boy listening to his girlfriend tenderly, and kissed her on the tip of nose affectionately.

He spoke in a breathy voice, which could not be lowered.

If someone else suddenly heard such a sentence, they would have already hurriedly questioned it, and it would take a long time to explain and appease before it calmed down.

Osamu Dazai's reaction was as expected by Riri Yamabuki, and it was very beautiful.

His voice is so low that it can't cause the air to vibrate, and he doesn't speak except for the simplest questioning sentences. His intimate posture prevents suspicious people from detecting his inappropriateness, allowing Yamabuki Riri to focus on hearing without bothering to eliminate interference item.

This is the quality that Mafia executives should have.

Riri Yamabuki praised Dazai Osamu's appearance a lot, but if he is really a person with a superficial appearance, how can he deserve her praise?

"On the left, at a position of eight meters, male, weighing about 73 kilograms, wearing a pair of platform shoes, the gun is hidden under the coat after the safety catch is pulled."

Riri Yamabuki reported a series of data she heard: "Let's go around from behind... Well, I don't need to control your heartbeat anymore, I won't lose the target."

In close contact, the sound of Dazai Osamu's breathing and heartbeat is a great test for Yamabuki Riri's auditory concentration. She was ready, but the situation was much better than expected.

The sound of breathing and heartbeat was as light as nothing. If it wasn't for the warmth of Dazai Osamu's hand half-encircling him, she would never have guessed that the person next to him was a living person.

Riri Yamabuki looked at Osamu Dazai in the wrong eyes. It is amazing that a normal person can control the breathing rate. How can this person even control the heart rate?

"I can still have a cardiac arrest for five seconds, is it amazing?" Osamu Dazai was very proud, and happily shared with Riri Yamabuki the story of him pretending to be dead and cheating vacations from Mori Ogai, "Mr. Carry it out and bury it, hypocritically wiping away tears with a handkerchief..."

Riri Yamabuki: No, I think Mori Ogai guessed it nine times out of ten.

The scourge has been around for thousands of years, how could Osamu Dazai easily lead him like a dog?

Mori Ogai actually cooperated with him to play, I am afraid that the honest man Chuya Nakahara is the only one who is deceived by Mafia in the whole port.

You have a lot of drama in this organization.

"You said, who did he bring the gun to kill?" Riri Yamabuki casually asked Osamu Dazai as he walked towards the criminal who was waiting for his opportunity.

"Of course it's the person who made him come in to look for him without hesitation to get past the security check." Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets and sauntered behind Riri Yamabuki, "It's not a last resort, who would want to have sex in a confined space closed by the police?" thing?"

"Kaitou Kidd is really miserable." Riri Yamabuki commented pertinently, "I will perform magic tricks for the citizens of Tokyo for free, and I will be surrounded by detectives and killers on both sides."

If you don't really love the profession of thieves, who would want to work hard?

The costumes and props are all paid for by myself, and there is no hard work!Medical expenses cannot be reimbursed either!

It was so miserable that Riri Yamabuki was willing to do a white job for him for free.

"This is a special offer." She locked on to the prisoner who was sneaking around in the crowd looking for the angle to shoot.

Riri Yamabuki clamped the prisoner's shoulder with one hand from behind, hit the man's spine hard with his knee lift, and handed over the gun neatly amidst the cracking sound of bones breaking.

She inserted the barrel of the gun into the prisoner's mouth, blocking his terrified cursing.

The safety catch on the gun was pulled off by the prisoner himself, and Riri Yamabuki would not be kind enough to restore it for him.

"Be careful of misfires." She friendly reminded the prisoner whose mouth was blocked by the gun barrel and who was still trying to struggle.

"Whether it's going up to smash your brain or down to smash your stomach, it will bring unnecessary work to the cleaning lady who cleans the exhibition hall." She said bluntly.

"Be patient and die later."

Prisoner:! ! !

listen!Is this what people say!

What hell devil are you from!

Osamu Dazai followed behind and witnessed everything. He didn't care about the terrible operation of the gun barrel gag, let alone the prisoner's frightened pleading.

Osamu Dazai's attention was on the kneecap raised by the black-haired girl.

That day, at the edge of the banquet shrouded in mist and darkness, the owner of the knife did the same, pushing his knee against the wall.

Her kneecaps pressed against the acupoints on his abdomen, and in an instant her whole body was numb as if countless ants were crawling. After a long time, her hands and feet were also sore and limp.

Actually, did you keep your hands?

With her ability, it is also very easy to directly crush the ribs and puncture his lungs, just one click, and he can't get out of the dark fog.

If this kind of attack intensity is normal now, that day...she was totally teasing the cat.

The table knife rubbed against her cheek and nailed into the wall, spurting a streak of blood, which seemed to be enveloped by murderous intent and danger, but in fact it was lightly let go, just as a reward for the fact that Osamu Dazai sent someone to watch her.

Osamu Dazai couldn't see Riri Yamabuki's expression clearly at that time because the fog blocked his vision. He recalled frame by frame afterwards and guessed that she was probably in a good mood.

Seeing his distressed and pitiful appearance made me feel very good.

She may have traced his wound through the mist. Because of her preference for blood, it may be a pity that she could not reach out to wipe away the blood line for him at that time.

Nasty woman.

Totally broken.

"Don't you take the gun down? What if it really goes off?"

Osamu Dazai followed Riri Yamabuki, watching her skillfully round up the prisoners and stuff them into the cleaning truck, with the gun still stuck in the man's throat.

"Huh? If he goes off, he goes off." Yamabuki Riri asked strangely, "I don't care whether he's tried or not. It's okay if he doesn't die."

Hearing her words, the cleaning vehicle shook slightly twice, and the people inside wailed in despair, probably crying and asking God why they were so unlucky to meet the God of Death.

"If it goes off, it goes off... Is that what you always think?"

Osamu Dazai looked into Riri Yamabuki's eyes, the emotion in his eyes fell heavily, and he couldn't guess the reason for his question.

"Hmm...probably." Riri Yamabuki casually tapped on the cleaning truck to make the people inside calm down, "There is only one exception."

Osamu Dazai asked, "Which time?"

The black-haired girl raised her eyebrows, facing his questioning, she showed a bit of connivance in her impatience:

"The time the gun was pointed at you."

On the second day of their cohabitation, the gun in Osamu Dazai's hand was disarmed by Riri Yamabuki, and the safety catch was released. She held the handle of the gun and picked up his blood-stained white shirt with the muzzle.

"When I first got the gun, I unloaded the bullet, but you didn't notice it."

Riri Yamabuki tapped Dazai Osamu's chest hard, and poked a small dent on his clothes with his fingertips:

"Why are you always comparing yourself to others? Can boyfriends be treated the same as enemies?"

Osamu Dazai was almost stunned to hear this answer.

When he saw Riri Yamabuki's indifferent attitude towards guns going off, he did think of that night.

It was he who raised the gun first, and it was also the safety catch he pulled off with his own hands.

The gun even fired once, and the chamber was still warm.

Yamabuki Riri had a very good reason not to care about whether he escaped or not, and Dazai's death was also his own fault.

He pressed on this answer today, and was fully prepared while being unhappy.

——Completely, I didn't expect it.

She even reloaded the magazine when she returned the gun to him, and Osamu Dazai was so dazed from the blood loss that he didn't notice it at all.

He didn't realize that every time, every murderous intention was just to tease him.

"Only the first time, do you really want to kill me?"

Osamu Dazai held Yamabuki Riri's shoulders, he lowered his head, the two of them got very close, their cheeks were touching, almost sharing their breath.

It was too close, like asking, but also like begging.

Riri Yamabuki did not deny the killing intent when they first met, she said dissatisfiedly: "You renege on your debts and whoring for nothing, why can't I treat you as an enemy?"

"Then now, we are not enemies?" Osamu Dazai asked.

He seemed to be asking nonsense, but also seemed to simply want to reaffirm a fact.

Riri Yamabuki lowered her eyes, her dark golden cat pupils were covered by crow-feather eyelashes.

"Of course." She said calmly, "We are not enemies."

Osamu Dazai suddenly realized at this moment that he lost the ability to judge the truth of words.

Reason recedes like a tide, careful analysis turns into a mess, the merman's tail slaps the reef fiercely, and the bewildered song is singing——

Trust her, or, lose her.

Or... conquer her.

The sea water crashes down, shattering the bright moon reflected in the water. When the wind and waves are not rising, the sea area is gentle like a lover's whisper.

Don't worry... don't worry...

You have to wait patiently, waiting for the day when the prey is caught.

Dazai Osamu gently rubbed Riri Yamabuki's cheek, and said in a well-behaved voice almost attached:

"Okay, I trust my sister."

Riri Yamabuki ruffled his forehead hair, getting too close but couldn't see the kite eyes she likes.

When Osamu Dazai obediently called his sister, he was often the most unbehaved in his heart.

What is he thinking... what bad idea?

The interrogation of the prisoners held in the cleaning van was conducted by Osamu Dazai himself.

Riri Yamabuki saw it for the first time, and watched the whole thing very curiously.

Because the body was too troublesome to deal with, they finally decided to leave the person alive to the police.

Before that, you must first ask the prisoner's origin and purpose, and let him keep his mouth shut, so as not to drag them into the police station for tea.

Interrogation is easy, but sealing is difficult.

Just imagine, a person who is destined to go to prison, why wouldn't he want to drag two more people to accompany him?Even if it's not true companionship, just causing some trouble for the enemy is considered an outlet for oneself.

"This is easy to solve." Osamu Dazai patiently taught Riri Yamabuki, "It is enough to make him fear, as long as he is far more afraid of us than the police, even if he is sent to the execution ground, he will not leak his words."

It will become all the nightmares they dream about at midnight, and all hidden dangers will be nipped in the bud.

Riri Yamabuki squatted beside her and watched for a long time. The more she watched, the more she gradually couldn't understand Osamu Dazai's saying that she was too aggressive.

Anyway, she gave him a happy time!Is it not more gentle than your blunt knife cutting flesh?

What's the point of the fight between the devil and the devil... who isn't a guest from hell?

It didn't take more than 5 minutes for the prisoner to go from struggling to despair. In the exhibition hall, the phantom thief Kidd and the famous detective were still playing cards flying all over the sky. Riri Yamabuki already knew the origin of the prisoner.

He is from a mysterious organization.

Yes, this organization is called the "Mysterious Organization". There is no other name. It is very mysterious. From the simple and unpretentious name of the organization, it reveals unimaginable mystery.

The mysterious organization takes finding a gem called "Pandora" as its mission, searches for gems in large numbers, and conducts secret activities all over the world.

It is rumored that Pandora's stone is hidden among other gems, like a symbiotic relationship, and it can only be discovered by shining the gem against the moonlight.

The reason why the prisoners from the mysterious organization want to kill Kaito Kidd is very simple: Kaito Kidd turned into a magician under the moon just to find this gem!He has been fighting against the mysterious organization!

"No wonder." Riri Yamabuki thought of something, "A private collector I know said that a very rare gem was taken from his home. He originally wanted to entrust me to retrieve the gem, but because my entrustment fee was Enough for him to buy a new gem, so let it go."

Osamu Dazai: How expensive are you?

Rich woman, hungry, eat rice.

The criminal's motive was clear and had nothing to do with Osamu Dazai or Riri Yamabuki, and they didn't bother to get involved in these matters. Osamu Dazai came forward as an enthusiastic citizen and sent him to the police officer who stayed behind.

Why did Osamu Dazai go?

Because he is a civil servant, if he is really detained by the police to drink tea in the bureau, Mori Ogai will definitely come to redeem him.

If it is a martial arts faction, the black-hearted boss Mori Ogai will definitely let his subordinates dig a tunnel to escape from prison, absolutely.

"The organization here in Tokyo has a very special pursuit." Osamu Dazai said to Riri Yamabuki after seeing off the people, "Like the black organization before, they are obsessed with science and pharmaceuticals, and their skill points are very biased, not at all. Proper Mafia organization."

In comparison, the port Mafia is really too reliable, and it can be called a model in the industry.

Riri Yamabuki is still thinking about the mysterious organization, she is very curious about a question: "Pandora, is it pretty?"

Gem lovers are thrilled.

"Do you love the other when you see one?" Osamu Dazai said angrily, as if to classify all the gems in the world as rivals in love.

With an expression that I have been prepared for a long time, and you will not be easily fooled by this matter, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on the icon of the tape recorder.

There was only one file saved in the encrypted folder of the recorder, and Osamu Dazai clicked on it directly. After a noisy sound, the girl's elegant voice was exceptionally clear:

"As soon as I saw you, I knew that you were destined to be my jewel."

Yamabuki Riri:? ? ?

Are you still recording? ? ?

When did this happen!

"Lyuri-chan, scumbag." Osamu Dazai held the evidence in his hand, and made his accusation confidently.

"Are you agreeing that you like me the most? Are you agreeing that I am the most beautiful one?"

"Women's mouths are deceiving ghosts. The more beautiful a woman is, the more deceitful she is. I realized it."

Riri Yamabuki rarely concedes defeat, and in her 18 years of life, she has almost never lost.

Only at this moment, she was convinced that she lost in the matter of being more mindful.

She really picked up a ghost. There are thousands of beauties in the world, but only the most poisonous piranha.

Energetic enough.

Osamu Dazai played the recording over and over again, walking around Riri Yamabuki, manually creating a 360-degree surround sound effect, triumphantly like a bad cat with its tail raised high.

once, twice, three times...

"There are only three things." Riri Yamabuki clenched his fist calmly, and held it up to Osamu Dazai for him to see, "Do you want to go back in my car, or in an ambulance?"

Osamu Dazai: Can I choose neither?

The car you're driving isn't an ambulance—it's a hearse!A hearse that is more accurate than an ambulance!

Osamu Dazai suddenly misses the train so much, it is a bit crowded, but his life is not in danger.

He put it away as soon as he saw it, and put away the countless mobile phones he had backed up. Even if this mobile phone was assassinated by Riri Yamabuki, he still had the next, next, and countless backups to copy again.

It is worthy of him to be prepared.

"The police department over there was taken aback just now."

In order to appease the anger of Riri Yamabuki and reduce the possibility of being sanctioned by Iron Fist, Osamu Dazai changed the subject: "It is a very serious crime of dereliction of duty to let the prisoner bring a gun in even though there is a security check."

"Because guns are easily associated with killing people, and so are knives."

Riri Yamabuki said casually: "It is very dangerous to lose vigilance by using the security check to eliminate the crime tools and believe that you have an absolutely safe environment."

"Because most people rely on tools to hurt others." Osamu Dazai suddenly became curious, "Does Riri-chan really dislike using weapons? Don't you like using guns and knives?"

She knows how to use it, and uses it very well, but it's not necessary.

Riri Yamabuki didn't speak, she waved to Osamu Dazai to bow his head.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head in confusion: "What's the matter, do you want me to be a demonstration prop for killing?"

"Knowing that you still bow your head so simply?"

Riri Yamabuki raised his hand and slowly stroked Osamu Dazai's Adam's apple.

This is the absolute vital point of a man, Osamu Dazai's breathing lightened by two points in an instant, and his Adam's apple trembled against her fingers.

"Because Riri-chan won't kill me." After a few seconds of silence, Osamu Dazai smiled innocently, "I enjoy the 'boyfriend treatment'."

When he spoke, his throat was shaking, and the surging vitality and blood flowed under the pale skin, hiding the scalding temperature.

"Don't you want to know how I kill people with bare hands? There is a very useful method."

Riri Yamabuki wiped Dazai Osamu's Adam's apple with his thumb, and his nails cut a thin blood line between his neck.

"Without the 'boyfriend treatment,' blood will splatter and wet your chin."

Riri Yamabuki pointed at Osamu Dazai's jawline, and scratched his side face with his fingers, "splash half of his face, and then drop by drop—"

With her fingertips, she wiped away the blood drops on Osamu Dazai's wound, retracted her hand, and touched the edge of her own lips, staining her pale lips with a very bright red.

"—and it gets in my face too, and it's kind of hard to clean up," she said idly, "so I avoid it, or do it in black."

Her movements were too fast, even if she explained slowly, the pain was fleeting, and only those blood-stained lips remained in Osamu Dazai's senses.

As long as she sips lightly, the gorgeous red will disappear in a blink of an eye.

Just like that day when she leaned over to kiss his wound, how much blood she sucked could not stain her dull red lips.

But... after being kissed carefully by him, the Yin Hong remained for a long time.

Osamu Dazai looked at her inexplicably.

The chasing battle in the exhibition hall is coming to an end, all the cards of the poker gun have been shot, and the seemingly hopeless monster raised his lips and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

He raised his hands, and the folds of his white suit were extremely elegant under the moonlight, like a conductor holding up his baton when the music reached its climax.

The Kaitou Kidd let go of his clenched hand little by little, and the three smoke grenades were caught in his fingertips and fell to the ground with a snap.

"Goodbye Detective! Goodbye Nakamori Police Department!"

Kaitou Kidd raised his white glider and waved his hands back: "The stars are not the gems I want, they return to their original owners."

White mist shrouded the dark hall, like the night of a manor banquet.

Riri Yamabuki fell into a brief emptiness in front of her eyes. Before she fully adapted to the blinding vision, she subconsciously raised her hand to hold Osamu Dazai beside her.

I stretched out my hand.

Without waiting for her to think, the familiar Shen Shuixiang seemed to come around, lingering between Shanbuki Riri's lips.

In the darkness, someone came over and gently sucked away the blood from her lips.